You remember this film a bit like the way you remember what is on a roll of film: as a succession of intense moments that, put together, capture the essence of something. It tells the story of a failed relationship and the breakdown it results in for one of the characters, but it does this by giving us a very precise sense of the changing seasons and the time of day. Jeremie Elkaim is just right to convey the heartache of his character, a bit like a wounded deer unable to get back on its legs, while Stephane Rideau plays a more robust working-class boy. They are very different but make one of the most luscious gay couples ever captured on film! Their sex scene in bright sunlight on the beach is all too brief but startlingly explicit, however had it been longer it might have upset the delicate aesthetic balance the director achieves. It is using film in a very poetic way. A dead bird in Elkaim's hand, the boys on the beach in dim light, a fairground scene all stick in the mind ... One comes away with a sense that this is how the heart breaks.